Bayaney, bayaney, Hatillo, Puerto Rico
Get away, get away, the time has cut you with a knife
Levanta, levanta, levántate, Dios mío
Far away, far away, you bathed your soul in that night
Lost in my thoughts I recall this golden age
Full of memories, ready to write the new pages
Ghost in my thoughts like a doll in this golden cage
In seek of remedies missing this dark holy stage
Chagall hey, Chagall hey
You were painting it white showing how to
Find my way, find a way
And the colors in it blow up indeed
Chagall hey, Chagall hey
You were brightening it up like I was in
Fayaoué, Fayaoué
And the colors in it blow up indeed
Chagall hey, Chagall hey
You were painting it white showing how to
Find my way, find a way
And the colors in it blow up indeed
Chagall hey, Chagall hey
You were brightening it up like I was in
Fayaoué, Fayaoué
And the colors in it blow up indeed
Do it like you want it, cariño
Falling in the night ya bailando
Coming from the heart, exitoso
But if from the head
Que tengas suerte
Despiértate
Disfruta la
Vida, hombre
Chagall hey, Chagall hey
You were painting it white showing how to
Find my way, find a way
And the colors in it blow up indeed
Chagall hey, Chagall hey
You were brightening it up like I was in
Fayaoué, Fayaoué
And the colors in it blow up indeed